my writing

Silence of Love
Without being eloquent,
Without holding or touching each other,
Without doing anything at all,
That could happen between us.
An untainted desire,
Unfathomable craving,
And unbridled emotion
Would intertwine our souls
Through intake of
Shuddering breaths,
Fluttering of eyelashes,
And curving of smiles
Hidden from the world,
Reserved only
For both of us.
We were indeed
The perfect chaotic combustion
Of reality and illusion.